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This made me laugh...Red coats being my fave, I have sadly given them up; living in the NY/NJ Metro area, I definitely felt an odd "anti-red coat vibe" (silly comments/looks). Also, shopping w/my daughter not long ago, she fell in love with a red Guess jacket...(I secretly cringed, as I knew); she wore it once to school...never again...and we never discussed it; what is that?! I long for a red coat. Very funny!

Nora Ephron’s mother told her never to buy a red coat!She wrote about it in her book,“I Feel Bad About My Neck.” and in her play, Love, Loss, and What I WoreToo funny about the French and their RED coats!!!Nora, you need to go to France!

I really love your Paris-Breakfasts. I read it every am... I live in Georgia, and I am so jealous! Can I have your job? LOOOOL..Merci Beaucoup for sharing....PS I am also a huge Laduree and macaron fan Asthe

Carol, Your very colorful primary red blog today reminded me of a very horrific, and sad, film that came out many, many years ago. It starred Donald Sutherland & Julie Christy.They were in Venice, trying to put behind them the loss of their little girl, who had drowned. But everywhere they went in Venice, they thought they kept seeing their little daughter, always in a bright red coat. A real horror story.

I just came across your blog and LOVE it! This post made me smile. (and wonder why I chose a red purse for spring!)I also had to chuckle at your profile description..chasing after Parisien dogs, street fashion, feet, music, musees, patisseries, taking millions of photos ~ eat a few macarons ~ and then blog about it from my bedroom in Astoria ~ must remember to move to Paris... You have a great sense of humor! I will be back often to check out your posts. A wonderful day to you!

We have that very book! It was Sam's favorite in France, and the first time we read the American version to him, he was incensed! What happened to the violent French ending? Those Americans, always trying to make everything happy happy! So cynical, at four years old.

I have a red coat that I simply adore, but it was too light to wear to Paris on my last visit. I always feel like a million bucks in that coat... What's funny about that is I don't own another red garment at all.

Dear WENDYB!You must stop hanging out with Trannies.Thanks Gawd The French have not yet fallen in love with SNOOPY the way they ADORE cupcakes, cheesecake,CAKE,Converse, McDo's, RALPH, and a bunch of other horrors from the USA.Hope I did not offend any PB cheescake-lovers out there...ahem

REBECCA-leave it to you to have THAT book. Your child was brought up partially in France -he sounds smart as a whip.c'est la vie

ARMCHAIR PARISIEN- I do not own a lick of RED in my closet. Would I dare to wear a RED COAT? Hmmmmm...Must give it some serious thought. But everyone would see me coming and going when I try to STALK them wouldn't they? I try to blend in and be invisible...